#whisky.

You're welcome to all apple and whisky lovers.

This is not even a big part of my day, but I'm super proud of it, so you all get to hear about it anyways. So, during freshers week, you basically get inundated with fliers. Literally anywhere you go, you'll be handed like 20 fliers (most of which are for free pizza. Yezzz). I decided that since I don't want to spend money on decorations that I can't keep, I should go for cheap decorations. To go with my couple of posters, I made a collage of all of the colorful/cool fliers that I got during freshers week. I put it together on the wall today, and it actually wound up being really cool. Picture to come. After arts and crafts time, Alex and I trekked over to the Catholic Student Union to join them for their trip up Arthur's Seat. Arthur's Seat is essentially a vertical death march of a dormant volcano. It gets its name from the legend that King Arthur would climb up and sit atop it when he needed to ruminate on important decisions (back story courtesy of Alex). If that was true though, King Arthur would have calves of adamantium because that trek up is steep. Oh, my damn. It was a strugg. But I did it yay lazy me. We took lots of pictures because it is so pretty. You can see all of Edinburgh: the castle, Parliament, the queen's home, and you can even pinpoint my flat. To the other side you can see all the way to the sea, the freakin' sea (which I will hopefully get in at some point and not freeze to death). It was awesome! And to top it off, the CSU decided to be super Scottish and buy a nice bottle of whisky for us all to have on top of the volcano. So basically I had my first sip of whisky (which really wasn't as awful as I was expecting it to be) on top of a dormant volcano. That was essentially the highlight of my day. After that I went shopping, showered, recuperated in my bed with some Netflix, and then went on adventures with Kavana. Basically, she and I should not be allowed out at night without an escort. Haha. First we went on a simple mission to get haggis in beer batter from a restaurant that we had passed. Oh, my goodness. It was so good. Haggis alone sounds like it would be awful, and even alcohol couldn't help it. But no. It was so good. Like we attacked that plate like ravenous wolves on a rabbit. Ughhh. Just thinking about it makes me too happy. Anyways, after that we decided to just wander around. One of the many great things about Edinburgh is that the city is so walkable. You can walk to most places depending on how much time you're willing to put into it/what you're carrying. The highlights of our wandering though would be that we got all the way to Parliament where we took some sweet pictures. But then I noticed the creepiest ass bus sitting off to the side. Inside you could see a light illuminating an old man. Kavana made it worse by asking if he was real or not. This resulted in us sprinting for a few blocks to get away from what was either the weirdest/worst placed bus and mannequin or a poorly placed/timed elderly bus driver. Then we wound up trekking even further from home, going in the wrong direction, to avoid a road where we had passed a sketchy, rustling hobo. And that, friends, is why Kavana and I shouldn't be allowed out at night alone because we wind up running away from the homeless and old men. On that lovely note, that you are all welcome to picture, I'm going to peace out, (insert gender here) scouts.